"Teacher Huang, this joke is not funny at all.”
He Jiong held his stomach and protested.
"Is this the legendary uncle joke?”
Big Light's words made Huang Lei a little depressed.
Uncle? Have you ever seen a handsome uncle like me? Nonsense.
By the time Teacher Huang was kneading the dough, the fragrance of roasted bread had already wafted out.
Everyone couldn't help but stand in front of the oven, enjoying the aroma of Xinjiang cuisine.
The fragrance of the mutton made their mouths water.
Tong Liya squatted beside Dongfang and looked at him curiously.
"I didn't expect you to really know how to make grilled buns. Why didn't I know about it before?”
Dongfang Yun threw some firewood into the kitchen pit, a proud look on his face.
"Of course I can't tell you. I was going to give you a surprise. There's nothing in this world that I, Oriental Salted Fish, can't do.”
"Oh my, Mr. Salted Fish is bragging again.”
He Jiong grabbed a handful of melon seeds and handed them to the two of them. They faced the kitchen pit, and the melon seed shells just happened to be thrown into it.
Huang Lei looked at Dongfang Yun beside him.
"Didn't you say that you know everything? Then go and have a baby.”
Dongfang Yun.
He felt a little awkward from being choked and smiled awkwardly at Tong Liya who was beside him.
"Idiot."
Yaya looked at Dongfang Yun and also smiled brightly. She snatched all the melon seeds from his hands and sat on the wooden platform.
Looking at his younger brother's back, he could not hide his smile.
Liu Quanzhong looked at Tong Liya's expression and had a rough idea of what was going on. When he looked at her now, he felt like he was looking at his future daughter-in-law.
"It's time to eat, Teacher He. Where are the melon seeds? Hurry up and exchange them for beer.”
At the dining table, Dongfang Yun placed the freshly grilled meat naan in the middle of the table. It was now cut into eight pieces like a pizza.
He Jiong walked over with a dustpan and an innocent look on his face. When he came over, he did not forget to wipe the corner of his mouth.
"Big Light and I didn't cook much today. We just picked them. If we don't dry them in the sun, they won't dry at all. There are only about two catties of melon seeds left. Why don't we drink some drinks today? Didn't Teacher Huang buy coke?”
Dongfang looked at Mr. He with a smile, then looked at the others who looked calm but were staring at the roasted meat.
"Alright then, you and Teacher Huang have the final say in our family.”
Big Light personally poured drinks for them.
Everyone raised their glasses together and drank a mouthful of the not-so-cold cola. Their hearts felt a little more comfortable.
There weren't many dishes to cook at night. Other than tomato beef brisket noodles and roasted naang, there was only beef and radish soup.
The first dish that everyone started to cook was actually roasted naang. Even the usually calm Teacher Huang was the same.
The diameter of this grilled bread was one-eighth of the size of half a meter, which was enough for an adult to eat.
After the six of them split the six pieces, everyone looked at the remaining two pieces.
Dongfang had another suggestion.
"How about we sell the last two pieces?”
Everyone had ten yuan to spend every day, but no matter what, it was still not enough.
Now that there was enough to eat, if these two pieces could be sold to the production team, there should be a good price that could be negotiated.
Especially when he saw them standing outside for a whole day, eating instant noodles or bread when they were hungry, he felt sorry for them.
Teacher Huang took a knife and divided the remaining two pieces of cake into about ten small portions. Each piece was almost the size of a bite. However, because the onions and mutton were still finely cut, each piece was considered to have some sauce.
Holding the plate, she swaggered over to Director Wang.
"Old Wang, do you see that? There are two pieces of authentic Xinjiang baked naang left. I won't sell them to you. It seems that you guys have it pretty hard, so I'll trade them with you. How about these two pieces and four cans of beer? I can let you try one first.”
Director Wang had originally planned to have a taste to satisfy his craving, and then insist on not exchanging.
No matter how good a young man's cooking skills were, he would not believe that he could cook Xinjiang's specialty food well.
He tentatively pinched a piece of roasted naan with the largest piece of mutton.
He sniffed it.
Then, he put it into his mouth.
In the silent night, one could almost hear the surrounding photographers gulping uncontrollably.
"Hmm? It smells so good…"
He had thought that it was just a piece of flatbread that had been baked a little hard. On top of it was some stir-fried, but grilled, fat-free mutton and dried onions.
However, he did not expect that after taking a bite, his lips and teeth would leave a fragrance.
The baked bread was not hard at all, but the thin layer on the outside had already been roasted to a golden color.
Under the crispy exterior, there was a layer of mutton and onions on the inside and outside.
The fragrance of the mutton and its unique freshness, coupled with the slight sweetness of the onions and the slight saltiness of the slightly modified onions.
The two combined together, and the fragrance of the feet fused into the naan.
The taste varied, but it never repeated.
The more Director Wang chewed, the more fragrant it became.
When they looked at Huang Lei, their faces were filled with smiles.
"Why don't we discuss it again? How about two cans? I'm making you a packet of Drunkard's Peanut.”
At least five to six chapters, 500 flowers, just add more.
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